Trial of the Spades

[hiken]

Who: The Spades Crew + Anyone wandering by or onto their ship.
Where: Isla Empieza, The Sun
When: 12/15 - 12/21
What: Shenanigans! The Cold Curse, Sailing, Etc
Warnings: None so far. Possibly violence, given this crew.
Style: Prose/Action. Either or!
Status: OPEN

Threads below! Feel free to drop in your own, just remember to date them. More 'general' threads will come up after the crew sets sail.

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[thatched]

Here I do galley work [reluctantly] And make sure the ship [doesn't go to hell] runs as it should.

[he begins to mend another tear, taking a moment to thread the needle]

At home I'm a Whitebeard Pirate, fourth division commander about a hundred men strong. We're the turret runners and the party planners of the crew.

[never give up, never turn back, leave a legacy worth having. Their motto. Also, unspoken, to have really great hair as hair was the fourth division's pride. Something that had always prickled Fossa]

[heartismyown]

What's galley work? [Roxas tilts his head, nautical terms are new to him.]

A pirate. Like here. So you like the water? What's a turret? If you're the commander, you give the orders, right? What kind of orders do you give as a pirate? Are they like missions?

[Roxas pauses to take a breath.]

[thatched]

Slow down. [he's a bit bemused by the flow of questions]

Galley work is working in the kitchen. What do you mean by liking the water? Do I like to swim on it? Sail on it? Drink it? Bathe in it? Aye to all but specifics, lad if you're going to be asking.

I don't have a frame of reference for what you mean by missions but-- [he holds up a hand to stem the flow of questions a bit] I get that you're a curious lad. But nine tenths of learning comes not from getting verbal answers but experience.

Use this more [he pokes Roxas' forehead] put together theories of why you think things are. Look around you and see what other people are doing. See what the day holds and take a guess. If you're wrong you're wrong but you can learn from mistakes, too.

[heartismyown]

[Roxas muses over that. Specifics, huh? When Thatch pokes his head he rubs it involuntarily as a response, that's kind of weird.

He pauses and tilts his head a little.]

You don't want me to ask you questions?

[Lea just asks his questions. Experiences are for people with hearts Thatch.]

[thatched]

A few, aye. But if you ask me questions that I think you can figure out, I'll just have you tell me what you think the answers are.

[experiences are for everyone who is breathing, Roxas]

[heartismyown]

But, what if I don't know the answer? Lea just answers my questions. Unless he doesn't feel like it.

[This is a strange concept.]

[thatched]

I think that once you get used to working through it, you'll be able to find answers on your own.

[heartismyown]

Hmmm, okay, maybe!

[He grins at Thatch and shrugs a little.]

[thatched]

You doubt it?

[heartismyown]

I don't know. I think there's a lot of things happening here, and a lot of people to talk to. In the Organization most of them didn't really talk to me much, just Axel.